Live fortune telling: All the people in the underworld are her younger brothers

"I need leverage to ask for help. What can you give me?"

Jiang Ling was in a good mood, with a smile on her lips and a casual tone.

"I...."

Xiaohui lowered his head, unable to think of any bargaining chips he could offer, but he was unwilling to give in.

He was the first child to be shot in the orphanage. Not only did he witness everything that happened here, but he also watched with his own eyes as his body was injected with other people's souls.

His body is now occupied by the soul of a man in his sixties.

And because of the talisman, all the souls whose bodies were replaced were permanently bound here, unable to escape. Now he has nothing, what can he offer for a deal?

"I'm sorry, sis. I can be your little ghost unconditionally, okay?"

Jiang Ling shook her head: "Your body is already over 20 years old. I can let you go back, but after you go back, you have to help me and follow my lead."

"it is good."

Xiao Hui knelt down and kowtowed three times. "As long as sister makes that person get the retribution he deserves, I will do anything."

Being a sensible and obedient child, Jiang Ling crossed her legs and asked loudly, "Where are the other ones who were resurrected? Do you still want to go back?"

The other children are much younger, but fortunately they are all obedient and sensible, and Xiaohui is the king of the children here.

In these few short years, if it weren't for Xiaohui, they would have lost their minds long ago.

Now they only believe in Xiaohui and only follow him.

All the people they followed listened to Jiang Ling, so there was no reason for them not to listen.

"We are the same as Brother Xiaohui!" the children said in unison.

"Then you will call me Sister Ling from now on. Your task is to study hard and try not to let others find out that you are abnormal."

"Okay!" The childish voice was not so annoying at this moment.

"Sister Ling, what about me?" Xiaohui asked.

"Don't worry, I'll send the other little ghosts to the underworld first." Jiang Ling took out a talisman from his Qiankun bag.

Just throw it casually and the ghost gate will open.

Unexpectedly, the ones who came out of the ghost gate this time were Fan Wujiu and Xie Bian!

Jiang Ling raised her eyebrows and pretended to pour two cups of tea: "What a rare guest, the leader is here in person?"

"Sister Xiao Ling, we have all watched your live broadcast. You know the current situation in the underworld. It is full of ghosts..."

Xie Bian was distressed. These children were truly pitiful and had all died in vain. But the underworld was also in a difficult situation right now. Each additional ghost meant another burden.

"What does it have to do with me? Can you in the underworld still watch my live broadcast?"

"Yes, the underworld can be connected to the human world's network, but we have our own system and order. We can only watch. Sending barrages or gifts is not allowed. Sister Xiaoling, the other children whose souls were replaced..." Xie Bian probed.

"You're talking more and more. For the sake of your underworld, I will deal with those evil people for you."

Fan Wujiu's mouth twitched. What a solution, for the sake of the underworld.

It's just that I'm too lazy to make any more trouble, and I feel that those people are extremely sinful, and fighting evil with evil is the best and most satisfying way.

After she said that, did the underworld still owe her a favor?

"Sister Xiao Ling, you are a human now, and humans belong to the six realms. What's more, you are cultivating the power of merit. It will not be good for you to destroy ghosts without authorization, even if they are evil ghosts, as long as it is against the rules." Bai Wuchang reminded weakly.

"So long-winded." Jiang Ling picked up the teacup and took a sip.

Fan Wujiu said coldly: "Does she need you to remind her? Let's go."

In an instant, only a few resurrected ghosts were left in the room.

"Sister Ling, what do we need to do?"

Xiaohui naturally noticed that Jiang Ling was different, but after staying in the basement for so long, he had more or less learned some skills of observing people's words and expressions.

He could sense that this Ling Jie didn't like people who talked too much, and she didn't even give the ghost messenger face. He became even more certain that he had to hold on to this thigh.

"Eat dinner first."

As soon as he finished speaking, there was a knock on the door: "Miss Jiang, it's time for dinner."

Xiaohui was even more shocked. What a coincidence?

The dining table was very long and the disabled man did not come down to eat. Everyone was there except him.

Jiang Ling looked at the fish and pork on the table...a little bit of each.

Finally, I can eat meat with peace of mind.

I have to sigh, the food that rich people eat is different and the taste is really delicious. No wonder those people love it so much.

If it were her, she would also like to eat it.

"Master Jiang, I will transfer you 500,000 yuan first. You can help treat the gentleman first. As long as he doesn't vomit blood, I will transfer you another 5 million yuan. Once he is completely cured, I will personally give you 10 million yuan." Pei Qian said seriously.

Jiang Ling said calmly: "Don't talk while eating, and don't talk while sleeping."

"it is good."

Soon after dinner, Jiang Ling returned to her room happily and locked the door.

"Sister Ling, the dean has really been released."

While Jiang Ling was eating, Xiaohui was playing with his mobile phone, which caused a lot of discussion on the Internet.

Some netizens think that the host Master Jiang is a fake and is just hype.

Some netizens think that the host Master Jiang is very real. It can only be said that the dean’s superiors are too powerful and cannot be confronted.

Jiang Ling casually scanned the comments section and asked, "What do you want him to do?"

"At least he should be brought to justice! I saw him kill many children with my own eyes!"

"Children are children after all, they are innocent. If it were me, I would make him live a life worse than death, and even death would be unforgivable."

Jiang Ling took out the talisman from his Qiankun bag so quickly that it seemed to appear out of thin air.

Xiaohui was stunned. He didn't quite understand what Jiang Ling said. Shouldn't people who commit crimes be punished by law? This was what his teachers taught him when he was in school.

Thinking that the child wanted to do something for himself, Teacher Jiang Ling taught online: "Justice will be late. You also know that there is someone behind him, and there is no evidence. The simplest solution is to repay evil with evil."

"Xiaohui, let me ask you, if you killed a demon who had killed hundreds of people, are you a bad person or a good person?" Jiang Ling curled her lips.

Xiaohui obviously couldn't digest this question.

Anyone who kills people is an evil person, a murderer. What if you killed the devil who is responsible for so many lives?

Did he become a villain, or a savior?

Seeing Xiaohui so conflicted, Jiang Ling smiled and opened the teleportation talisman.

There are no accurate answers to most of the questions in this world, and Jiang Ling never looks for answers, but only follows her feelings.

Everyone has their own opinions on what is good and evil, but she can bully the weak without any scruples or psychological pressure, and even collect protection fees.

You may also support the weak and fight for justice just because you don't like certain things.

For example, now, she can't stand the dean, so let him die.

Bring Xiaohui to the dean's home.

The villa was pitch black, and the man was anxiously searching through his phone's address book, over and over again, as if he couldn't find the person he was looking for.

"Dean Huang, how did you abuse those children?"

Faced with the sudden appearance of Jiang Ling, the man was so scared that he fell to the ground, thinking it was the soul of a grown-up child.

"Don't bother me. I was wrong. I really know I was wrong. Isn't it enough for me to burn paper for you?" He knelt on the ground, kowtowed and begged for mercy.

"You're apologizing now?" Jiang Ling raised her eyebrows and squatted down in front of the man. "This kind of verbal apology is meaningless."

"I'll give you money. I'll spend a lot of money on you, as long as you stop bothering me." Dean Huang closed his eyes, his face full of tears.

Jiang Ling stood up, stretched out her hand, pressed it on the man's head, and glanced at him with a cold expression.

"I only accept an apology that is doubly painful."